The news that Zhaoming and Shura broke into the sea of blood, one was seriously injured, and one person left intact spread throughout the Flood Desolate Continent at an extremely fast speed as if he had grown wings.

No matter what the process is, being able to come out in that place where the soul does not cross is a surprising thing in itself, not to mention that there are two supreme immortal kings, the Styx Ancestor and the Rakshasa King.

What happened after that was even more shocking, Bai Fu, Xing Chong, Yu Yu and Zhu Yu, four great witches of the Great Perfection Realm besieged an immortal king of the Dacheng Realm, but three were seriously injured and one was captured.

Being able to achieve the Immortal King in more than 100 years has already thrown the monks of the same generation far away, making many strong disciples ashamed of themselves. And now that he has achieved such a result, it has exceeded everyone's expectations, and even the strong immortal king will be embarrassed.

The demon clan is about to rise, and everyone has such an idea in their hearts, even if the strength of the demon clan is still inferior to the immortal clan and the witch clan, but there are two immortal kings like Zhaoming and Shura, and no one dares to underestimate it.

After all, he has achieved immortal kings for more than 100 years, and only the nine-headed emperor in the past has done it, even the Dao Ancestors are not as good as the two.

When everyone was amazed and shocked by the strength of the two of them, another piece of news suddenly hit like a storm, sweeping through the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, attracting everyone's attention, and even stopped caring about these two people for a while.

Nuwa wants to create people.

This news instantly caused a great storm in the cultivation world, how to create people, why to create people? Everyone was shocked by this, and the strong people from all sides rushed to Buzhou Mountain at the first time, including Zhaoming.

There is no need to think about it, Nuwa has a move, and the strong people from all sides are naturally the first to rush to Buzhou Mountain, even if she is crazy with Zhaoming, she knows that this is definitely not the time to lead these people to climb the mountain, and this matter can only be put on hold for the time being.

"Terran...... What the hell is going on, Miss Snow. You know what?"

On the way forward, Zhaoming asked puzzled, he didn't know what Nuwa was going to do, but to create a new life was not an idle matter.

"Terran?" Xue Yuhua thought for a moment before saying, "In the last era, the Terran was the Immortal Race. After the young master opened the world. Among the immortal clans, there are the most people with memories of the previous era, so they always have a sense of master, looking down on the other races. ”

"I feel that the name of the human race can no longer highlight their otherworldliness, so they gradually changed their name to the immortal race......"

The distance is still far away, and Xue Yuhua unhurriedly said a lot about the Terrans in the last era. But this not only did not solve the doubts in Zhaoming's heart, but made him even more puzzled.

With doubts in his heart, he shook his head and asked: "If the immortal race is the human race, then why does Nuwa still want to create people, if there is anything." Wouldn't it be enough to just call the Immortal Clan?"

"This ...... I don't know!" Xue Yuhua shook her head, looking at her face as if she was puzzled.

"This is definitely a thing that affects the way of heaven and affects cause and effect, could it be that Nuwa is really so reckless?"

Zhaoming's face was a little heavy, Nuwa was not a dangerous person, but she was a special person. Dao Ancestor Hongjun said that she has too much merit, and sooner or later it will affect the balance of the Heavenly Dao. Could it be that he wants to use this to reduce his merits?

But can this kind of thing reduce merit? Zhaoming always felt that things should be the opposite.

It's not just useless to discuss with each other along the way. On the contrary, it made several people feel more confused.

In just three days, the three of them rushed from Qinghuo Island to the foot of Buzhou Mountain. Judging from the old situation, Nuwa should have lived in the place where she was sealed and never left.

From afar, I felt a large number of strong breaths appearing in the distance.

Zhaoming was thinking about whether to go over directly, or wait and see, when he suddenly felt a killing intent approaching. It's just time to be driven by instinctive reactions. Raising his hand, a figure had already appeared in front of him as if time and space had shifted.

The person who came had ugly facial features, a strange body like a bird, four fleshy wings on his back, and red scales all over his body. Wican. It's better than some of the witches I've seen before, if you guess correctly, it should be a new ancestral witch.

Different from those ancestral witches he had seen before, this bird-like witch clan with fleshy wings made Zhaoming feel a strong sense of oppression, especially the speed at which he appeared just now.

The naked eye didn't see it clearly at all, it was purely an instinctive response, and that sense of urgency made him feel as if he had seen Zhao Lei.

Although he didn't feel much power from the other party, because of his fast speed, this random punch sent out an unimaginable force, which made Zhaoming also shocked.

However, since the other party had already made a move, there was no need to say more, Zhaoming reflexively kicked and swept over with raging flames.

Seeing that he was about to hit, he felt that the figure of the other party had disappeared in front of him. There was a sense of crisis in his heart, and Zhao Ming was a fist of heavenly wrath.

There was obviously a piece of air, and when Zhaoming's fist burst out, the person with raw flesh wings on his back happened to appear and slapped it.

The fists and palms were intertwined, the power burst out, the light was like snow, falling layer by layer, and the two figures immediately separated, staring at each other, all with a vigilant face.

At this time, Qiang Liang, Xi Zi, Tian Wu, and Zhu Rong rushed over one after another, standing next to the person with raw meat wings on his back, with a cautious expression.

After a while, the man with meat wings on his back smiled slightly, even more ugly, and then said slowly: "Zhaoming, it's really a little different, my consciousness has caught up with my speed, so I don't know if it's a fluke or it's true!"

"I am Dijiang, the head of the ancestral witches, the first time I met, I am fortunate to meet, I am fortunate to meet!"

Head of the Ancestral Witches...... Zhaoming's brows furrowed slightly, the twelve ancestral witches were conceited and supernatural, all of them were powerful, and they could be the head of the ancestral witches, which was really extraordinary. If the guess is right, this ancestral witch magic power called Dijiang should be speed.

The world's martial arts are invincible, and only fast is not broken.

Although cultivators are a little different from the so-called pure martial arts practitioners, they have seen Zhao Lei's strength and deeply know that the four words "only fast and unbroken" are as effective in the cultivation world.

"What happened to you!" At this time, Qiang Liang asked loudly, the ancestor of thunder, the sound was like a bell, and it shook people's ears.

Although the situation is not favorable to his side, it is clear that he will not be weak in the face of the Wu Clan.

Immediately laughed: "The Wu clan that fell into my hands, how can it survive, my brother is seriously injured and just needs supplements, what the result is, I don't need to say." ”

"You damn monster!"

Qiang Liang's face changed, and he raised his hand to make a move, but was stopped by Di Jiang on the side: "Don't worry!"

At this time, a large number of strong people's breaths were approaching, and they had already appeared in sight in a short time.

The Eastern Prince, Duanmu Gong, the Arrow God King, the Quasi-Tidao People, and the Sanqing Daoists...... The immortal king powerhouse in Kunlun Wonderland is actually nearly sixty percent.

The immortal clan is a celebrity, and Nuwa seems to have a sense of mystery in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of the immortal clan, there is a sense of being robbed of the foundation. Whether it is the Eastern Princes or other immortal powerhouses that are not under his jurisdiction, they will not do anything.

After staring at Zhaoming for a long time, and then scanning the many ancestral witches, the prince of the east said calmly: "You beat you, I won't interfere today!"

Di Jiang smiled slightly: "Today I came to observe Nuwa's creation, it's not good to fight and kill, but I just want to learn from each other." If the prince of the east has a heart, he can do it himself. ”

It was precisely because he felt the appearance of these strong men that Di Jiang no longer continued to move, so as not to be taken advantage of by others. Even if the other party said such a thing, he would not believe it.

"Are you ......" the prince of the east asked suspiciously, naturally he had never seen Dijiang.

Di Jiang bowed: "In the lower Di River, add the head of the twelve ancestors." The high priest of our clan is seriously injured and is in temporary retreat, and I will handle all the big and small affairs of the Wu clan. ”

The prince of the east frowned, he not only felt a powerful aura from the other party, which made him jealous, but also felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

The ancestral witches are powerful, but they are mostly reckless, and they are not terrible. If it weren't for the high priest of the Wu clan who had been strategizing for so many years, the Eastern Princes were confident that they would have been able to reverse the situation between the two sides long ago.

Although Dijiang looks ugly, he has an elegant style, he is by no means an impulsive and brutal person, he should be a person who plans and decides. Such a person, coupled with a powerful Wu clan, is terrifying.

The high priest of the Wu clan was not seriously injured, which was an opportunity, but now that the Wu clan has such an ancestral witch, I am afraid that some things will become tricky again.

"In the future, I'm afraid we will have to meet more often. ”

Instead of nodding slightly, it can be regarded as a return salute.

Di Jiang laughed: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, I was going to go to Kunlun Wonderland to talk about some things with your Eastern Prince, since I have already encountered it, I will say it today." ”

"Oh, but the next war book?" the prince of the east sneered.

The new official took office three times, the high priest of the Wu clan was seriously injured, and the consul of Dijiang Wu Clan, perhaps wanted to do something to prove himself.

"Not really!" Di Jiang said unhurriedly: "Today, my Wu clan and the immortal clan are fighting in the Honghuang Continent, and the two tigers are competing for power, and one will be injured. On the other hand, the demon clan occupies the heavenly realm, overlooking us and others, just waiting to take advantage of the void to enter. ”

"Oh!" the prince of the east raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"With the current boundary as the line, the Wu Clan and the Immortal Clan have been at war for twenty years. Twenty years later, if there is an incident, then do it. ”

The prince of the east shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to agree, it's that this kind of thing is really boring." Since we are all on the Flood Desolate Continent, how can there really be no conflict. What's the point of such a boring convention?"

Di Jiang smiled slightly: "The meaning of the truce is just to let your Immortal Clan not do it behind my Wu Clan." As for the other ......"

Shaking his head and smiling, he looked at Zhaoming again, and asked, "It is said that you Zhaoming acted arrogantly and dared to act." Then let me ask you, Mangjia was killed by you!"

This sudden question made Zhaoming stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Yes, Mangjia was killed by me." ”

"Although the great witch of our clan is not dead, he has lost his trace for many years, but it has something to do with you?"

"Yes, the willows and rays were all sealed by me and others. ”

"Where's Xing Chong?"

Zhaoming immediately laughed: "Naturally, there is no scum left of the dead face." ”

A few words of questioning immediately made the whole scene fall silent. (To be continued......)